Текст песни Адам Смит - А на улице дождь...

I do not

And on the street rain ...
Just a drill bit of a tears sky.
Star Singie - Shivery
And powder on gray tracks. I'd
Like a bird with a wet wing - swell.
I would like a cat to go down to the basement,
Where the screams will not follow the "stray",
Where does not pursue the terrible "knew."

And on the street dust ...
Flakes fly from trees peaks,
And the wind is one - wave,
Records washed off past confidence.
I would like sugar in water - to hear
Disappear. Crying sky for us.
And I am whole cold acne,
Hearing careless, sensual voice.

September 2015.